Qajack Whore
Qajack is still a hormonal surge in Google, Seesmic, Facebook and dastardly Poker’s collective bosoms, but already I have been whoring myself to it’s cause, such is my belief in it’s game changingness (if I can whore, I can make up words).
I committed myself to video late last night, with a lemon tea induced witty quip to try and win free entry to the Being Digital tech conference.
I’m here to say it all got out of hand and I have just now covered myself in post-it notes and my daughter’s sellotape (stolen), added another 2 videos and a text comment all in the vein attempt to get people to take notice of the world’s first, really useful ‘video’ game.
As the only entrant, Techcrunch Mike, who is in Barcelona, which is where I should be because that’s where the office is, but I’m not because I live in London and commute, said:
‘Fat Man - Nice one! Let’s see someone beat that…’
So some albino dog breeder takes a video of his pooch barking, no doubt whilst being taunted with the neighbours thigh bone and I’m looking like a good second place! Damn you hound man I’ll find you!
I’ll get Qajack into Being Digital with a Qajackhammer if I Qajacking have to!
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May 21st, 2008 at 1:20 pm
I’ll never forget the image of you with thepost it. It’s priceless.